One Night Bride: Living with the Bad CEO

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Xingan received a phone call from Mr. Nangong, and she walked into the private room. There were still not many people in the room. Nangong Piao was standing beside the two little granddaughters who were served by Mr. Nangong, frowning. Seeing Xingan approaching, it was like seeing a savior Ban waved at her: "My dear, you are here, come and help me continue."

As soon as Nangong Piao came to visit his grandfather, he forced him to play Go. How could he know how to play Go, but now he was killed and ran around, suffering unspeakably.

Just at this time, Yan Mo mentioned that playing Go is very good at playing go, and the old man also saw that his grandson was too good-for-nothing, so Yan Mo called his heart over.

Grandpa Nangong sat cross-legged next to the chess pier, holding a white piece in his hand. When he saw Xingan push the door in, he beckoned to her kindly: "Xingan, come here and play a game with the old man." [

The sweetheart changed into comfortable slippers by the door, and Nangong Piao quickly gave up the empty space on the other side of the chess pier.

She sat down.

He took a closer look at the remnants of a game on the chessboard, and shook his head with a smile: "Grandpa Nangong, Heizi is about to lose this game. You still want me to accompany you to continue? Isn't this bullying the young with the old? Dry."

Her half-hateful remark made several people present cover their mouths and chuckle.

The little granddaughter who was quietly making tea beside Mr. Nangong laughed the most. She covered her mouth and said mischievously, "Grandpa, you are really bullying the younger."

"Go, go." He waved his hand at his little granddaughter, looked at the chessboard again, and said regretfully, "Forget it, let's change to another game of chess. It's just a pity that this game is a pity. The current juniors are not good enough, even a person who understands chess. It’s hard to find, what’s the point of laughing, I’ve told you since I was a child that Go is self-cultivating, after teaching you for so many years, you’re at this level, and you can still laugh, even a girl can’t compare to it.”

Nangong Piao was kept silent by the old man.

Xingan couldn't help but smile to smooth things over: "Grandpa Nangong, Xingan can accompany you in this game, but if I win, I want to ask you for something."

"Win?" Mr. Nangong stroked his beard: "You can still win in this situation?"

"Grandpa Nangong, just say whether you agree or not."

"Okay, tell me first, what do you want?" He looked at his sweetheart, smiled calmly, still holding the white piece in his hand, staring at the chessboard, thinking that the children nowadays are arrogant and will lose The bureau still wants to save the situation, which is simply whimsical.

The sweetheart sat up straight with a little excitement, held the sunspot in his hand, and answered slowly: "Six Chapters of a Floating Life written by Shen Fu of the Qing Dynasty, I heard that Grandpa Nangong has the last two pieces in his hand. If I win this game, Nangong Can grandpa give it away with love?"

"You little girl, where did you hear that? How could I have the last two episodes? Everyone in the world knows that there are only the first four episodes left in "Six Chapters of a Floating Life". Where did the last two episodes come from?"

His brows and eyes lightened, and he remained calm.

The sweetheart smiled mischievously: "Grandpa Nangong, just tell me whether you agree or not. As for how I know, I will keep it a secret, can you?"

"This..." That was the only copy he had found after decades of searching, so he was not willing to give it away, and how did this girl know about it, she was too cunning to bear it.

He asked one by one: "You little girl, even if you want that old antique thing, you can't understand it. What do you want it for?"

Heartbroken: "Give it to my great-grandfather. He has the first four records in his hand, and he has been thinking about the last two records. Unfortunately, he has been with you. He can't find the last two records. The younger generation will go to see them in a few days." Grandpa, it just happens to be a gift. Grandpa Nangong, don't you think I'm a filial piety, is it good to be an adult?"